"Xiao Yue~"
Mo Siyu’s deep voice rang out, the end of his tone slightly rising, like a little feather tickling her heart, causing a ticklish and tingling sensation.
The moonlight was very bright tonight, faintly revealing a tall and slender figure walking out from beside a big tree.
The pale moonlight poured over Mo Siyu, his face dimly visible, sharp-featured, making his figure appear exceptionally tall.
Tang Yue hadn’t managed to step back yet, and stopped in her tracks.
"Uncle Mo, you’re back? Why didn’t you come to the wedding banquet?" Tang Yue asked casually, perhaps due to the lighting, her eyes boldly rested on his face, even though she couldn’t see him clearly, she could still feel that familiar aura.
"Just passing by." Mo Siyu stepped forward, letting himself stand under the bright moonlight, he lowered his head, and as the evening breeze passed, a faint fragrance from her body wafted with the wind, he said word by word: "I came here specially to see you."
Tang Yue’s heart thumped violently.
Mo Siyu stepped forward again.
Tang Yue instinctively stepped back, but unexpectedly, moved back too quickly, and her entire body toppled backwards.
"Ah."
Tang Yue exclaimed softly, her hands flailing to grab Mo Siyu’s clothes, trying to pull herself back, but she exerted too much force and ended up throwing herself into his arms.
"Xiao Yue, from now on, you’re only allowed to throw yourself into my arms like this," Mo Siyu took the opportunity to embrace her, his chin resting on Tang Yue’s shoulder, he spoke with his face sideways, his warm breath sprinkling on Tang Yue’s cheek.
Not trying to cause trouble won’t lead to trouble.
Tang Yue wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, her head hung low, her hands placed on his chest, trying to push him away, but he was like a mountain, unmoving against her efforts.
"I didn’t throw myself into your arms!" Tang Yue hurriedly explained, adding: "This was just an accident."
Mo Siyu’s hand embraced her, feeling that the person in his arms was slightly too delicate.
He chuckled softly, his voice very magnetic, "Xiao Yue, I like it when you throw yourself into my arms."
Mo Siyu let go, slightly increasing the distance between them, he looked at her, feeling a bit regretful that they weren’t in a lighted place.
"Uncle Mo, are you leaving today?" Tang Yue changed the subject, feeling enveloped by his cold aura, an utterly unfamiliar sensation, yet she didn’t dislike it.
Once, the person she secretly looked up to, now, was holding her, giving Tang Yue a dream-like feeling.
"I’m not leaving, I’ll sleep at your place."
As Mo Siyu spoke.
Tang Yue, using both hands, hit the chest area of Mo Siyu, her face blushing as she said: "Mo Siyu, when did you become so shameless!"
"Cough." Mo Siyu cleared his throat, her little fists hitting him felt like tickling, he seriously retorted: "Xiao Yue, where am I being shameless?"
"I mean sleeping in your guest room, isn’t your guest room meant for guests?" Mo Siyu added.
Suddenly, Tang Yue’s face turned even redder.



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